i wouldn't forget those times we had together...

Saturday, July 23, 2005

I'm so

tired, tired, tired, tired, tired,
tired, tired, tired, tired, tired,
tired, tired, tired, tired, tired,
tired, tired, tired, tired, tired,
tired, tired, tired, tired, tired!

There's just so many things to do.

Maths tutorials and assignments to complete. Geofiles to read and the facts and statistics to remember. Geog tutorials to do. Econs to study and hopefully get a "decent grade" for the next test. New pieces to practice - now that is really stressful, I've to learn the piece on my own. Maths project (sigh). NDP.

Actually it doesn't seem alot. Yet I am unable to cope with it. I feel bad. I keep complaining to my parents, especially my mom, whenever I reach home, about how little time I have and what I have to do, making them worry when in fact, it's nothing. I feel bad when mom makes chrysanthemum tea for me, massages me when I tell her I have headaches, tells me to sleep early and not to stress myself out. Thanks mom.

I wish I can go shopping with her one day. From early in the morning to late at night. Without my little bro tagging around. Without worring if we can afford any of the lovely items being displayed. Without having to be home earlier than dad...

I wish to just stay at home one day, watching TV, listening to music, eating ice-cream and chocolates, lying on my bed reading some magazines and a good book...

I wish to see the Maranats again. It's been 2 weeks and it'll be another 2 weeks plus before I can meet up with them again and share some crazy moments. Oh how I miss them...

I guess I've to stop dreaming and get on to doing my work.

dorothy
9:36 AM